The kinds of people you will meet

This is just me and my ramblings that result from severe insomnia, because I just got back home from having an overtly unhealthy late-night dinner with a dear friend, and I am not in the mood to sleep any time soon.

I don’t really know if this is worth creating a blog post about, but I guess I may as well do it since it’s been occupying my tender mind at this hour. For the record, I’m not a huge fan of Facebook. In fact, I try to avoid using it as much as possible so that I don’t become addicted (like many people I know). But there’s no denying that I take a peek at it every now and then…just to see what’s going on with the people within my network.

In doing so, it’s come to my attention that I’ve met some amazing and inspiring individuals throughout these years.

I guess one of the greatest crutches about Facebook is that you can learn so much about what someone is up to and what’s been happening in his or her life without requiring a personal conversation or any means of communications at all.

I digress.

Anyway, my story takes me back to the winter of 2010 when I took this accounting class at school. I remember this class in crisp detail because it was there that I met two of the most amazing people I know. Of the two, one has easily become one of the best friends I have ever had. But that’s a story for another day. I’m actually here to talk about the other person.

He’s quite an interesting guy, and even then, the word “interesting” honestly does not do him justice. When I first met him, he was the eccentric type–the kind you knew you just couldn’t contain. He was a cultured, well-to-do guy that was simply getting a class out of the way to earn his degree. It’s unfortunate that I’m not so great at writing because I wish I could describe this guy in all his vibrant glory. He is such an extraordinary person.

Over the past couple of years, I had gotten to know him a little better, and I hate to admit that I started liking him more and more. There’s just something about his character. He is so free-spirited, adventurous, and genuine that it was way too hard not to. But he was so untouchable. That’s probably the only reason why I’m not afraid to admit this here…just about everybody who meets him develops some sort of interest in him. It’s like me telling you that I have a crush on Leonardo Dicaprio–it’s totally acceptable because quite frankly so does everyone else.

Back to the whole Facebook thing.. tonight I decided to hop back onto my Facebook for a short looksie when I noticed he had made a quick appearance on my home page. For a while I had completely forgotten about the guy, but to see his picture show up on my dash made me suddenly remember him, his personality, and how nice it would be to hang out with him again. It’s weird how suddenly I started to miss someone I only knew for a brief moment in my life. Still, he mattered to me because he’s the sort of guy that restores my faith in men. I know with great certainty that he’s not the man for me, but now I also know that there are guys like him that exist in the world. And one of those guys is probably going to be the love of my life.

I’m just learning to find the patience to wait for him. And while I do, it’s in my best interest to keep improving my character, my heart, and my mind-body-and-spirit so that I can be everything that he needs me to be.

It’s funny the way my thoughts travel as I burn the midnight oil.

How bad do you want it?

Another inspirational video to get you through the week (or month, or year) This guy is a thing of legends.

And I Quote..

Here’s to another week, my friends. Spring Break was too short, but time to check into reality again. OH by the way, 6 days until the big day. Now I’m more excited than nervous.

I regret nothing

Seeing the midnight premiere of The Hunger Games last night was probably the dumbest and smartest thing I’ve done this week. Dumb because I got back home around 3:30am, giving me about 2 1/2 hours of sleep before my internship. Smart because the movie was SO GOOD that every minute of unbearable drowsiness I experienced today didn’t even phase me because all I could think about was how badly I wanted to watch it again.

Ahhhh maaaan I’ve totally caught the Hunger Games bug.

P.S.
The District 11 riot scene was probably one of my favorite scenes in the whole movie. Heart-wrenching.

edit:

I went to watch the movie again last night. The love scenes were pretty cheesy the second time around. The riot scene STILL made me choke. Poor Rue

Be your own inspiration

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful  beyond measure. 

This video is AMAZING. I am going to watch it every day for the rest of my life.

It’s looking wet outside

Good riddance to this difficult quarter, I’m done. HALLELUJAH.

In celebration of finishing my last final (and incidentally, my first day of spring break), my friend and I went to the pool to do some laps and train for the big day. Doing this reminded me of two things: how much fun I had when I was in swim, and how out of shape I had gotten in the past year since I’ve stopped. (Luckily, no shin splints for me )

The events leading up to this “big day” has gotten me to think a lot about my health and what I need to do to prepare my body. Obviously, it’s not just about working out, but it’s about eating right and making many lifestyle changes. I know I never usually write about health and/or body issues, but it couldn’t be more relevant to me than it is now.

I know my body very well. I’ve contended with the fact that I may not be like the girls in Victoria’s Secret catalogs. And that’s fine with me.

I wasn’t born skinny like a lot of my girl friends. I used to think that they were so lucky to be thin. They didn’t have to worry about what foods went into their mouths or how much exercise they got because–let’s face it–was it even necessary? For many people, in order to achieve “thinness”, we associate the means to reach that goal with “healthy food and a lot of exercise.” But when you’re already thin, you don’t see the need to follow suit with such a lifestyle.

While I know this is not the case for all skinny people (meaning there are people who are in shape that do exercise daily and have a well-balanced diet), I know for a fact that if I were naturally thin, I would NEVER bother to work out and eat the right foods.

So to put this all into context…I’m grateful that I have thicker skin. It pushes me to build my strength, endurance, and patience–three characteristics that are very important to me. It teaches me to take care of my body and become a stronger person, both physically and mentally.

Anyway, hope you have a great weekend. It’s raining, it’s St. Patrick’s day, and it’s time for me to go to work.

Perhaps now isn’t the best time.

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but the countdown begins..

17 more days before I put my strength to the test. ahhhhhh.